Triss Terrorizes a Tiny (Witcher 3 Fart Story)

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Triss and Yennefer were enjoying some wine together at Kaer Morhen. Geralt was away on some contract and Ciri was busy training and handling chores outside, so they had the fortress to themselves. Despite the sorceress' long and complicated history, they still enjoyed each other's company. It wasn't often they had spare time to be with one another, but the Wild Hunt's defeat had brought them all some well earned downtime. Seeing no better opportunity would arrive, they went to the dining hall and popped a bottle worthy of their noble tastes. Stories were exchanged about their time in royal courts, gossip about other members of the Lodge, and embarrassing incidents Geralt would have preferred were never talked about again.

A couple hours later, things were going quite well until Triss unintentionally brought up a sore subject. "So, I heard that you flung a bed out of a window when you arrived here. Whatever prompted you to do that? It was a quality bed?"

Yennefer's expression soured. "I think you damn well know why. You fucked..." Yennefer struggled for the right word. Geralt was many things to her, but boyfriend, husband, or dear friend didn't seem to accurately describe the true nature of their relationship. She settled on simply using his name. "You fucked Geralt there. I'd prefer if we just dropped the bloody matter."

A sober Triss might have taken the unsubtle hint to stop, but her tipsy self felt the need to defend her past actions. "Yen, if we had known you were alive we would have never-"

"What did I just say?! Just shut your damn mouth and pour me another glass." She sighed. "Your friendship means a good deal to me, but don't press me."

Triss wouldn't relent however. If she just knew why it happened the way it did, we'd become so much better friends... "Yen, please. It was an honest mistake. I-"

Her explanation was interrupted by a quick smack across the cheek. "AN HONEST MISTAKE?! That's what you call bedding Geralt? For fuck's sake, you really are dense aren't you." Yennefer huffed. "Ugh, I can't believe the two of you were ever together. Especially with your cow sized arse and disfigured chest." Yennefer regretted the words as soon as they left her lips. Regardless of her feelings on Triss' transgressions, Yen knew that her battle injuries were a sore spot despite long being healed. Yen could only imagine how she herself would feel if someone brought up her former back condition.

Tears filled Triss' eyes. Physically the slap wasn't painful, but it combined with Yennefer's harsh words were immensely hurtful emotionally. Yennefer saw the pain on Triss' face and softened her expression. "Triss, I'm-" Her apology was cut short by a flash of magic. Instantly, she was in a pile of fabric she recognized as her own clothes. Before she could figure out what happened or be embarrassed at her own nudity, she was grabbed tightly by a large hand and dragged into the light. When her vision cleared, she was face to face with a very angry redhead.

Even in her current state, Triss was still an extremely skilled sorceress. Shrinking someone wasn't exactly easy to pull off, but Triss was determined to show Yennefer just how much her words hurt. At this size, maybe she'll learn a lesson in humility. "If you thought my arse was large before, let's see if you like it better from this perspective!" She laid Yennefer on her seat and stood over her.

Triss was right, this perspective did give Yennefer a very different point of view. The redhead's cheeks hanging above her were extremely intimidating, and Triss' pants did very little to conceal them. Maybe it's not too late to talk myself out of this... "Triss, please! Let's talk- MMPH!" Her pleas we're interrupted by Triss' crack plummeting on top of her. Thankfully the impact was relatively painless thanks to the redhead's rear being well cushioned, but that was of little comfort to Yennefer. She was completely enveloped by her friend's cheeks. If someone were to walk in, the only thing they'd be able to see would be her long black hair coming out from underneath Triss like a miniature tail.

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